HAVE YOU EVER...looked into the light?

But everything exposed by the light becomes visible.  Ephesians 5:13

Recently our pastor preached on opening our eyes to God.  That night Alex brought me a book to read.  It was part of a set on the 5 senses.  This one was focused on eye sight.  Now, either Alex was actually listening to the sermon or God loves coincidences.  I like to believe both.

Have you ever thought of the incredible human eye ball?  The little black part in the middle of your eye is the pupil.  It lets light into your eye, but it also protects it from light.  When you see bright light, your pupil gets smaller.  When the lights go off, your pupil gets larger to let in more light.  Definitely a design from God!

Your iris is the outer coloring of your eye.  I have always been subconscious about my eye color.  My mom has beautiful blue eyes and had blond hair.  My dad had dark hair and dark eyes.  So my hair is turning gray like mom’s and my eyes are a hazel green brown mix.  My irises are not very appealing. 

Then there are near sighted or far sighted people.  Some people’s eye balls are more round and some are shaped like footballs.  Some people wear glasses or contacts, while other crazy people have laser corrective surgery.  Both of my grandmas had cataracts. 

Some people are born blind.  I am afraid of the dark.  I would not want to be blind.  How would you feel if you lost your eye sight later in life?  One of my favorite hymn composers is Fanny Crosby.  She was blind.  She was not born blind, but after an illness as an infant and a quack of a doctor, she became blind.  She was still an amazing musician and wrote probably most of the hymns you have memorized. 

One of my favorite stories about Fanny Crosby is whenever people asked her if she wished she could see or if she had memories of seeing or if she was mad about not being able to see she always had the most amazing answer.  She knew that one day she would walk into heaven and the first face she would see would be her Savior.  She even wrote a poem about how thankful she was to God for being blind when she was just a child.  Can you imagine!?! 

I cannot imagine this perspective on life, because I do not have a disability.  Fanny Crosby didn’t think she did either though.  She sang, played the piano, and wrote beautiful poetry and music.  I bet she still is doing that in heaven today.  I’m going to be making music with her some day.  Our eyes will be wide open to the light of the world, Christ Jesus.

This is my story, this is my song.  Praising my Savior all the day long!

HAVE YOU EVER…sung a Fanny Crosby hymn?

Psalm 123:1, John 3:21, John 8:12